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The movements in Xia Chuan's hands paused, "When are we going back to China?"

"It is possible that we will go back after playing X Sea this time, but we are not sure about it." Cheng Lin looked at Xia Chuan, "Why do you want to go back?"

"A little bit," Xia Chuan nodded, "I haven't gone back to see my dad for a long time."

"Well, it's almost time."

After the meal, the rain outside had lightened a lot, and the drizzle was quite comfortable on the face.

Monica suggested to take a walk outside, and Xia Chuan also wanted to take a walk outside.

Lin Chan shook her head firmly, "Go back."

Cheng Lin smiled, and hooked his finger on Gou Linchan's palm, "This light rain is fine."

Lin Chan ignored Cheng Lin, but turned to Monica and the others and said, "Why don't you two go, Cheng Lin and I will go back, and when you want to come back, just call the driver and ask him to pick you up."

Monica shrugged, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he and Xia Chuan walked nearby. From time to time, runners passed by them. Monica spoke first: "The air here is really good."

"After all, the air quality of tourist attractions in country Z is also very good in some tourist attractions in towns and villages."

"I still remember the severe smog in your area a few years ago."

Xia Chuan raised his head, feeling the rain on his face, "In the past few years, our country Z has improved a lot in this regard. The air is related to everyone, and we pay a lot of attention to our daily life."

"pretty good."

When he reached the corner, Xia Chuan suddenly said, "I remember the rain in July and August as heavy rain, the kind that hurts when it hits the face."

"People always like to label some things in their memory, and everyone does."

Xia Chuan looked at Monica, "Thank you for playing games in the afternoon."

"You seem to be thanking me all the time." Monica put her hands behind her back, looked back at Xia Chuan with a sideways smile, "People always say that if a man often thanks a woman, he either likes her but can't say it, or Just don't like her but don't know how to say no, what kind of you are?"

Monica's dark blue eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. Xia Chuan avoided Monica's eyes in a moment of panic, and smiled dryly, "Those things people often say are not applicable to all situations, but you did There are a lot of things that I am grateful for so I am grateful."

"Can't you see?"

Xia Chuan didn't ask if he couldn't see anything, "I just don't think it's possible."

"Why not?"

"Your eyes are high."

As if feeling cold, Monica put her hands back into her pockets, and laughed, "You are right, not all situations are applicable, just like there are exceptions to labeled things, and for example, when I am a person who likes Good people who do good deeds, like I didn’t treat you like a man hahaha.”

Xia Chuan hooked the corner of his mouth gently.

Monica took a deep breath, "Will you confess to Cheng Lin?"

Xia Chuan shook his head, "Why should I confess to him?"

"you will not?"

"I do not like him."

Monica nodded with a smile, "That's right, everyone can see that they love each other."

Xia Chuan didn't speak.

"Go back." Monica rubbed her arms up and down, "The temperature outside is a bit low."

"En." Xia Chuan answered with a bow, then raised his head to look at the sky that was gradually being dyed dark blue, "I hope tomorrow will be a good day."

"Tomorrow will be fine weather." Monica also raised her head, but she was looking at Xia Chuan's side face from the corner of her eye, which was concise and clean.

Monica suddenly wished that the time at this moment could be slower, and slower.

Cheng Lin and Lin Chan returned to the hotel, Lin Chan lifted up Cheng Lin's clothes, and reached out to touch them, and sure enough, some places had begun to feel hot.

Lin Chan frowned, "You are still trying to be brave and say that this light rain is fine."

Under the urging of Lin Chan in the past few years, Cheng Lin usually goes to do thermal physiotherapy on a regular basis, and the injuries caused by the rain are really not too uncomfortable, "It's really fine." Cheng Lin hugged Lin Chan into his arms, "I have a hotter place, you didn't touch it."

Feeling that Cheng Lin had a place to support her, Lin Chan blushed, "Old pervert."

Cheng Lin looked at Lin Chan with interest, "I'm talking about here." Cheng Lin took Lin Chan's hand and placed it on his left chest, "It's very hot here."

Lin Chan's face turned even redder.

Cheng Lin lowered his head and kissed Lin Chan's cheek, "It's so red you can eat it."

Lin Chan raised her chin, "Do you dare to eat me?"

Cheng Lin exerted all his force to press Lin Chan down.

Lin Chan made a gesture to push, but before he could use any force, Cheng Lin frowned as if in pain.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chan asked nervously.

"Arm hurts." Then he turned over and lay on the bed rubbing his arm.

Lin Chan sat up, ready to boil water and get a hot towel to help her apply it.

Cheng Lin grabbed Lin Chan, "Why are you going?"

"I'm going to prepare hot water to compress your arms."

"The arms are not in a hurry." Cheng Lin lowered his head to signal Lin Chan to look below him, "I feel more uncomfortable here."

"Don't be fooling around."

Cheng Lin took Lin Chan's hand and pressed his own, and said to himself: "Did you hear me, I want you to stop messing around."

But the things under his hands showed no sign of being obedient.

"What do you want?" Lin Chan narrowed her eyes, the corners of which were raised up seductively.

Cheng Lin smiled flatteringly, "How about you come?"

"You still want me to come by myself?"

Cheng Lin rubbed his arms, "Husband is not feeling well today, and I will serve you exclusively on another day."

Lin Chan could tell that Cheng Lin's arm was no longer hurting, but she thought about it too, so she didn't feel awkward.

The house is full of spring.

The next day Lin Chan was trembling while walking, Cheng Lin smiled and supported Lin Chan's waist.

Lin Chan clapped Cheng Lin's hand away.

Monica pretended not to see, Xia Chuan kept staring at his phone.

By the beach, handsome men and beautiful women are full of scenery.

The four of them were lying in the sun with their eyes closed, and a few more people came beside them.

It was Sean Wang Ping and Hannah. Hannah said hello first, "Good morning."

Lin Chan smiled and nodded, "Good morning."

Xiao En's expression was a bit awkward, Wang Ping glanced at Xiao En vaguely, Xiao En stammered and said: "I was wrong about what happened last time, I'm sorry for spoiling the fun."

Lin Chan narrowed her eyes and waved her hands, "It's fine."

Monica pushed up the sunglasses, "You were so arrogant last time, why did you come to apologize."

Sean glared at Wang Ping with red ears, and Wang Ping looked at Monica, "You are not familiar with it last time, so don't worry about a little misunderstanding."

Monica looked at Xiao En and Lin Chan and Cheng Lin again, but she didn't say anything to embarrass them.

When Sean sat down, his posture was a bit weird. Lin Chan was uncomfortable. Monica understood, but Sean?

Either hemorrhoids or deep cabinets, right?

Looking at Hannah who was chatting with Lin Chan and the others, and Wang Ping who was applying sunscreen to Sean, Monica tutted twice and shook her head with a complicated expression.

After a break, Monica couldn't sit still again, "Let's play a game."

"what game?"

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